Way Back Into Love novel Chapter 101

"What?" Finney asked.

"Nothing." Antony swallowed the rest of his sentence, leaving behind a gloomy expression on his face.

To ease the intense atmosphere, Essie said, "Antony, my cousin's hand is hurt. We have to apply some medicine to it."

Antony snorted from his nose and dragged Finney out to put some medicine on her wound.

"Don't move. Let me clean it up. Be careful or you might get cut." Zac stopped Essie.

He picked up the broken pieces on the floor and swept the remaining debris away.

Then, Essie carefully put the other cups into the cupboard, and took out the ordinary ones to pour the coffee into. Then, she said, "My cousin-in-law must like those cups so much that he couldn't control his anger."

"No matter how much he likes it, it's still not important as his wife," Zac replied in a low voice. Essie reached for the coffee pot, but Zac grasped the handle first. "Just wait outside. I'll do it." The little fool was always in a daze whenever she was doing something, and he didn't want her to get hurt.

"Oh, alright." Uttering these words, Essie walked out of the kitchen. She had gotten used to staying at home and not touching anything dangerous, such as knives and other sharp things, hot water, etc. He had even offered to help her cut vegetables. He looked like a man who had never done any housework in his life and was very bad at chopping. He even ended up getting a cut in his hand.

Essie walked slowly, deep in thought. For some reason, she felt warm in her heart.

In the living room, Finney was in a huff. It had only been half a month since they got their marriage registered, but Antony's attitude towards her had changed greatly. He had even been limiting her expenses.

Now, he had gotten mad at her for breaking an expensive coffee cup. What a joke! He didn't seem like a CEO at all.

Zac served the coffee to Essie.

Upon seeing that Finney and Antony were still mad at each other, Essie tried to come up with a topic to ease the tension in the room. "Finney, this coffee is so good. Can you buy some for me the next time you go to a business trip to Japan?"

"Okay," Finney said with a nod.

"Are you going to spend your honeymoon in Rome? That's so romantic!"

"Yes, and not only Rome. We're going to travel all over Europe." Finally, Finney's expression became warmer. She had always wanted to go to Europe. The lavender field in Provence, the Eiffel Tower in Paris, the London Bridge... She wanted to see them all.

"I don't have that much free time. It would be great if we just went to Sanya," Antony said.

"Sanya? Are you kidding?" Finney said, raising her eyebrows. "All of my married colleagues went abroad for their honeymoon. As a president, are you ashamed of yourself for going Sanya?"

"Fine, it would be convenient to go abroad. Let's go to Thailand," Antony said coldly.

Finney grabbed a pillow on the sofa and threw it at him, "Antony, I'm starting to think that you're not a rich man, but a rat!"

"You are such a lavish spender, and I can't afford to have such a materialistic girl like you as my wife. You were very restrained before we got married, but look at how you've been spending money now that we're married! You bought a mink coat for 8000 dollars. It doesn't even snow in Yang City! Why would you need a mink coat?"

"I'm wearing it when I go back to my hometown. A woman dresses up for her man's sake. I'm just doing this to help you!" Finney was already exasperated. Antony had been nagging at her for days because of the mink coat.

"That's right. If the wife of the CEO wears shabby clothes, she will be laughed at. Antony, she's being really considerate of you," Essie echoed. She had to do something to help her cousin out this time.

For a moment, Antony had no idea what to say. He threw the pillow aside and went to the balcony without even glancing at Finney. He didn't want to deal with her anymore, and the cold wind could help him ease his anger.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Finney stood up and opened the door.

Outside was an unfamiliar middle-aged man.

"May I ask who you are looking for?" Finney asked.

"I am the landlord of this house. Is Mr. Antony there?"

"Landlord?" Finney was astounded. "Are you mistaken? This is our own house."

Antony suddenly rushed over like a wild wind from the balcony and closed the door. "He must be mentally ill. The stock market has taken a deep plunge recently, and a lot of people have gone insane over it. You must be careful in the future. Don't just open the door to anyone."

"What?" Finney trembled. She did hear a lot of her colleagues talking about the plummeting of the stock market. And there were even people who committed suicide because they felt trapped.

But the man outside the door didn't give up. He rang the doorbell again and again while yelling, "Mr. Antony, you only rented this house for three months. If you don't want to renew your contract, then you have to move out as soon as possible."

With a nervous expression on his face, Antony started sweating. He said, "I'll go out to calm him down, but you must not come out."

Zac stood up. "I'll go with you."

Antony immediately waved his hand and said, "No, I'm afraid that he will just get provoked." After saying that, he opened the door and walked out in a hurry, fearing that Zac would follow him.